Marchers In Orange Lyrics - Guided By Voices

The white lines are tracers 

For the facers of the aftermath 

Positioned in the situation 

Lost in battles of love 

Not returning, still learning 

Unborn, unhatched 

Yet, but wait! It's time to collide 

Decide, if you will, a purpose 

For the marchers in orange 

And still a circus for the children in disguise 

Throwing bones to the drug-sniffing dogs 

Protecting what we've come to know as ours 

For the colors we wear in our dreams 

For the flags we fly in our films 

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